Monthly Archives: December 2008

December 15, 2008 · 10:56 pm

This past weekend, my girlfriends and I had our annual Christmas get-together. We didnt do a gift exchange this year, just had alot of appetizers, drinks (i had a teeny glass of red wine..mmmmm) and lots of gabbing.We have been doing this since high school, and I feel really old saying “We’ve all been friends for 11 years!”That night as everyone sat around the table talking about life and the latest news and gossip, I was SO thankful. Thankful for my wonderful life, for my wonderful boyfriend, for a baby growing in my belly.I do not mean to make my single friends’ lives sound sad and pathetic, because they are not…I am just thankful for everything that I have. I’m thanksful I have a warm body to cuddle up to at night, someone who understands me and takes care of me and someone who I can laugh and joke around with. Thankful I have someone to share everything with!I am also thankful for another ultrasound on thursday 🙂 I love watching the baby kick and squirm.

32 weeks pregnant and Christmas shopping wasnt as bad as I thought it would be. We managed to get alot accomplished, we only have 3 more people to slash off our list.I usually love shopping and buying gifts for people. Birthdays especially. I am usually overly worried that the recipient wont like their Christmas gift. This year, I just dont give a fuck.Reasons:A. We’re having a baby. This money could have been spent elsewhere. You dont like your gift? Fuck you, I tried. Say CHEESE!B. Some gifts we had to buy because of a “name draw.” Stupidest idea ever, sounds like a great idea, but its not. I do not like spending money on people I do not like/hardly know.C. I went shopping with a massive belly and was sweating/thirsty/hungy/agitated/sore the whole time. The older I get, the less I like crowds, but we went and got it done.I am not bitter, honestly. I LOVE Christmas. I love the festivities, the warmth, being with family, visiting, etc.This being said, I am REALLY over the whole gift giving/getting thing. Everyone in the family is grown up. We dont need to buy presents anymore. We’re not children anymore.“Oh hey! I love you! Here’s a bunch of stuff I bought for you you might not want/like/need but hey, I worked my ass off for the money I spent on these gifts so you better atleast smile and pretend you like it!”I dont want anything. Things I do want/need/like, we buy on our own throughout the year. Everyone should just save their money and buy their own stuff, or save it, or buy stuff for people who cant afford mittens or groceries or infant formula.Next year, no presents. Only hugs, hot chocolate, twinkly lights, gingerbread cookies, talking about your favourite Christmas memories, sledding, ice skating, Christmas movies, Christmas music, and maybe some hard alcohol, please.

Dustin last night: “I feel sick spenging all that money on people…. and for what?”Me : “To see the look on their faces when they open something we thought they would like.”Dustin: “You’re too sweet.”Me : “I know.”Dustin: “Fuck, we could have got a DYSON!” …….( pimp vaccuum cleaner.)

Good day today. Lots of shopping. Baby’s room is fully stocked. We have everything we need now, just waiting for the crib and change table to be completed by my dad.

I was really bored tonight, D went out with his buddies. I was thinking about what I could do, so I made a mobile. It’s kind of cute, I’ll use it over the change table and then buy one for over the crib 🙂

Glucose testing, testing for gestational diabetes that some women may develop during pregnancy.My doctor told me not to eat anything before i went, so i made sure to eat some fruit the night before and then went in for the test at around 9am. I went in, gave them my information, and they led me to a room where I was to drink a bottle of this orange stuff that tasted like really sweet non-carbonated orange pop. I’m chugging along from a cup I poured the drink into, reading the side of the bottle.Side Effects Include: Bloating, Nausea, Dizziness and Vomitting.I am the margin of error, I swear. If something horrible can happen to me, it will. I have become used to thinking this and even anticipating it.A nurse strolls by.“Excuse me,” I say. “How common are these side effects?”“Oh, I’ve only had a few pregnant women puke or get dizzy. Dont worry!”So I finish the drink and go sit in the waiting room where I’m told to take it easy for an hour, and then they’ll do the bloodwork.I started to feel weird immediately! I couldnt focus on the book i brought with me to read. Then the room filled up with people, and an old man sat next to me that really needed a bath. The room got smaller, I got dizzy, and I knew I was going to be in trouble! I tried putting my head between my knees but then realized there is a 4 pounds child in my belly who wouldnt let me lean over.The room went white. I took a deep breath and wobbled unsteadily to the bathroom where I slammed the door and basically fell to the floor! After coming to and soaking my head in the sink I went to lay down in an examination room for the remainder of my hour, willing myself not to puke or else i’d have to take this wretched test again in a few days.Nine thousand vials of blood were drawn. I still couldnt stand. Had to call the boyfriend to come get me. He brought my coat which i had abandoned on the waiting room floor and walked me outside where we called a cab and went home.HORRIBLE EXPERIENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!To top it all off, I just discovered I have a chip in my top right molar, and I got a huge nasty cold sore that has decided to become a third lip. RIGHT ON. Best day, ever.

BRAXTON HICKS CONTRACTIONS! AHHH! my poor belly gets all hard and contorted for like 30 seconds and then goes back to normal…then it starts again. it can last for like an hour. if i sit in the tub, they go away. ive been having these for the past couple weeks but they are starting to intensify. they feel like menstrual cramps, but worse. the books say they do not hurt. the books lie.i was at the farm this weekend and had these retarded practice contractions while watching a movie with everyone. (movie: Tropic Thunder….awesome and hilarious. And i hate all new movies.) I couldnt get up and hop in the tub because I didnt want to make a big scene even though I know nobody would have cared, but i just sat there under a big blanket with my hands on my belly feeling it go hard, then mushy. hard, then mushy. fun stuff.Baby is running out of room, hardly ever kicks anymore, just squirms around, but when it does kick, it is a gooder.Discovered the other day that the baby either loves or hates when i put earphones on my belly and play music. Lots of wiggles.I cant believe I have about ten weeks to go until we have a new little baby.

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I'm Sarah, and this is my blog. I write about everything and anything, so if reading about explosive shitty diapers, 321798 way to make chicken and me generally doing my thang isn't your cup of tea, ye be warned. I enjoy carbohydrates, swearing, photography, and peace on Earth- goodwill to men.